(Story by: Daphnie of the Philippines)
Two weeks before her wedding day, Diane and her fiancee Alex had finished the preparation for their wedding day. February 16th is the exact date of their wedding day.
Everything's perfect for them until one night, Diane went home from buying some groceries, she fell asleep and dreamed of something:
Someone was chasing her and she was running for her life there is a voice shouting "Dianne, help me! Help me, please ! I will never Leave you !"
Then she woke up it's like the thing has happened for real, because she was sweating and panting ! She went to the bathroom and washed her face, her cellphone rings from her pocket and she answer it quickly when she found out the one who's calling -- Alex.
"Hi." he said from the other line.
"Hey Alex. It's 4 o'clock? why are you still awake?" Diane asked him.
"Babe, let's move our wedding day." Alex said in a low tone of voice.
"Huh? But, but why?" she asked confuse
"I need more time to get back." He said in a hurried voice.
"What? Get back from where?" Diane asked him again.
"I need more time to get back from the dead!" He shouted then the line cut off. Diane was confused about the thing Alex said "get back from the dead" Was it kind of joke?
She didn't mind it for she thinks Alex was about to surprise her. Well, Alex love to surprise her or even anyone! But when she was about to get out of the bathroom the doorknob won't turn! She was locked inside the bathroom until a voice whisper in her ears "I am here." Everything's gone black.
She woke up from her bed and it's like nothing's happened like any usual day her everyday routine. Until she went to Alex's house to check their invitations but everyone was quiet.
"W-What's happening?" She asked. Nervous.
"Alex, he ...is dead." Alex' mother replied
"Huh? What? When? Where? H-How?" She asked them repeatedly.
"He died last night, 11:00 in the evening. He had a car accident. Dead on arrival." Alex' father replied.
She can't believe everything!
A week later after Alex' burial, she went to his grave and mourn. Today is their wedding day February 16th.
Someone touched her left shoulder.
"I will always be there by your side, Leaving you never even I'm dead. I will be with you always. I will never leave you."
It was Alex. He was STILL EXISTED.
Friday, October 28, 2011
Sunday, October 16, 2011
Between My Aunt and My Mom
(Truly Experienced By: Paige From Florida)
My name is Paige, and just like my mum, I have the gift to see spirits, but only when they want me to. One of these incidents happened about four years ago when my favorite aunt, Aunty Lori, passed away from cancer.
In late 2008, I signed up for this camp called Flinders Rangers for two weeks. We left for the campsite a week late, and it took six hours to get to the hills, but when we got there, it was cool; there was a man called Barty whom I bonded with as a father role model, and Ron, a real jerk who acted like he was running a boot camp. I had to have a lot of help from my friends and Barty because it was my fist time camping out in the open, and that first night I started to cry and feel sorry for my mum because she has this thing called IBS that could turn into cancer. Everyone told me she would be fine, but each night the fears got worse as I wondered who would help her if she fainted, or what would happen if she died, because the only other person at home was my 11-year-old sister.
The fifth to last night there I was dreaming of my mum when my Aunty Lori came to me and said, “Paige, your mum is in great pain.” I woke up thinking it was only a dream, but when I got back to my tent from the bathroom, my aunty was standing next to it.
I was scared, because this was the most I had ever seen a spirit in one night, I asked her what she wanted and she told me that my mum was in great pain from a huge IBS attack; at that moment, I got a sharp pain all down my left side.
When I went home, Mum said I looked like death warmed up, and even after a nice, hot shower, I just looked at her and asked if I could go to bed. A week later, I asked Mum If she’d had an IBS attack while I was gone, and she said yes, all down her left side. I was nearly in tears. I told mum that I felt it too at camp. I also told her about Aunty Lori. From that day on, every time I get a sharp pain down my side, I know it's my Aunty Lori trying to warn me to be with my mum.
My name is Paige, and just like my mum, I have the gift to see spirits, but only when they want me to. One of these incidents happened about four years ago when my favorite aunt, Aunty Lori, passed away from cancer.
In late 2008, I signed up for this camp called Flinders Rangers for two weeks. We left for the campsite a week late, and it took six hours to get to the hills, but when we got there, it was cool; there was a man called Barty whom I bonded with as a father role model, and Ron, a real jerk who acted like he was running a boot camp. I had to have a lot of help from my friends and Barty because it was my fist time camping out in the open, and that first night I started to cry and feel sorry for my mum because she has this thing called IBS that could turn into cancer. Everyone told me she would be fine, but each night the fears got worse as I wondered who would help her if she fainted, or what would happen if she died, because the only other person at home was my 11-year-old sister.
The fifth to last night there I was dreaming of my mum when my Aunty Lori came to me and said, “Paige, your mum is in great pain.” I woke up thinking it was only a dream, but when I got back to my tent from the bathroom, my aunty was standing next to it.
I was scared, because this was the most I had ever seen a spirit in one night, I asked her what she wanted and she told me that my mum was in great pain from a huge IBS attack; at that moment, I got a sharp pain all down my left side.
When I went home, Mum said I looked like death warmed up, and even after a nice, hot shower, I just looked at her and asked if I could go to bed. A week later, I asked Mum If she’d had an IBS attack while I was gone, and she said yes, all down her left side. I was nearly in tears. I told mum that I felt it too at camp. I also told her about Aunty Lori. From that day on, every time I get a sharp pain down my side, I know it's my Aunty Lori trying to warn me to be with my mum.
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